29 January 2018

06 November 2017

06 October 2017

LET ME BACK UP A LITTLE HERE. Let you take the trunk section pull down seat in this blue '79 Caprice Station-Wagon that faces the "rear" window; but since you have let me back-up a little here now you see bumperstickers where it was meant you'd see windshields and I am stepping on it. You find it funny and worrisome at once, for this is not rear-wheel drive, and my acceleration in reverse gear is galloping - over the raised and bumpy railroad tracks and the Caprice goes airborne like some nissan major motion heckova hunkova ram tough truck commercial and your pants are pissed, you have stopped breathing and your adrenals could work no better if a flaming volkswagen beetle had to be lifted to save your own little bundle of joy, for I have not even turned my head to see the road in front of you; I am using the rearview mirror - this is what I meant by let me back up a little - don't worry it is a lightly travelled straight and mostly flat road lined with a lot of nothing but the occasional telephone pole to crash into should I lose control, I won't, I keep promising, reassuring it is almost impossible to roll one of these Caprice Station Wagons without a steep embankment...
I did not want to scare you so though and I feel bad about the excitement upon your bladder, how pale you've gone; so now we coast. You take a deep breath, and I appreciate this as most of all as it is audience that I want for this little backing up of mine. Why don't we visit the drive-thru just like this: you go first I'll let the electric window down and would you order me a small chocolate shake along with whatever you'd like. Do not try to escape or I will close the electric window on you, its one of the few things General Motors was doing right in '79 and you would be wise to take my word for the python like grip the window-crank-motor is capable of stopping you with - go ahead get yourself some fries if you like and we'll get back to letting me back up a little bit oh thank you, it is the greatest gift a person can give you know, to such an unforward looking being such as I, letting me back up a little, thank you so much, go ahead, make sure to buckle up and

04 October 2015

21 August 2015

"Mere Nola got me. It's the first poetry book in a very long time I read cover to cover and felt bad that it didn't go on. It's a hell of a book, memoir, diary, journal, told with perfect pitch, great ear, perfect spoken Ingles. Tremendous writer, truly, master of the new Nawrleans lit, if not a chef d'ecole."-- Andrei Codrescu

It's in the Muni bay in front of Martell's Liquors at 20th Avenue; these pictures began in 1987 and end 2003. The last time I checked in 2011 it was still there, collecting its whathaveu. Nathan tries to correct me that Geary is not a Street, but a Boulevard, and a Grand one at that - its mail codes go from 94108 to 94121. But "there is a foot on Geary St." was the mutter that directed me to click my shutter the first time (after three years of notice) and this is what I mean by Language Photography...I recall my mild concern in 1997, when it was marked with orange paint as a defect to fix by a public works employee, but they never got around to repairing this impression made by a shoe cast in wet cement.

in the end a pen takes to brick and flailsin the beginning, next to portions of four bricksis a filthy paper waiting thumbnail, a napkinchats about waiting in chairs at a reading to hearthen, turning the page a door slamseardrum pulsing last cigaret looksthese are real corners you could encounter in the worldclose at the scale of napkins, inside and outwhat I have found, is a wave formof course, lunar lighting. stubble of stucco -I could tell you plenty about Stucco, but Corners and Napkinsis not concerned with stucco, some corners trapsome corners - we do not knowsome corners we do, for they Deify lightlime says coolorange invites lizards to crossgreen on the produce sign says noticenapkin relieves, assuresnapkin will take a bullet for the Chiefnapkin signed verifies inventionnapkin tapping at corners of mouthnow decide if to lie and emphasizecloud billow sailperfection can be routinely achieved in the photography of napkinsthese resin coated colored 4"x6" papers are satisfying to compilefor the napkin photograph solicits its surface to write on andi love cycles of perfection to ruinsome of these corners are severethey are hard and promise it is a cold cruel worldcorners you would not like in a prison guardwe like the corner that wanders for godthat cant, that wiggle, is ours